The Terrible Kite Eating Tree

by April

Kite fliers don’t go to Dill Pick ParkFor there’s a tree with grey, green barkNow this is not your average tree,No this is the terrible kite eating tree!Everyone says it is just an oakBut I know that is just a jokeFor if, too near, you fly your kiteIt will grab and eat it in one bite!I lost my poodle kite that way,I was flying it one sunny dayWhen a gust of wind blew my dear kite,And the branches pulled it out of sight!Then to my horror I saw it munch,My little kite with a terrible crunch!Then with a smirk upon its trunkIt gobbled it up with a sickening sslshluunk!The tail was all left of my poodleAnd the tree slurped up like a great long noodle!And that’s not all my kite flying friendsIt’s gobbled up others, by the tens!And when he’s done with his kitey mealHe looks for more I am sad to revealSuch atrocities can only beThe terrible kite eating treeSo you can go there if you likeBut I’m telling you’ll lose your kite!